This song will be late
because my throat has closed on its notes
at least for now, I can tell you this
wait for more light and music
coming like a Christmas carol,
out of place and time to make you blink
twice, this is the case of melancholy,
the way it arrives into your heart
disguised in celebration
the way fall colors turn yellow
amazing, you say
but can you see that they are dying
all this is going away too,
doesn't it scare you witless?
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